It wasn’t long before a delirious rabid woman wandered into the house, stark naked, screaming about being raped by some mean nigger in town. This sent Antonio into his own rabid frame of mind and he slapped the woman across the face. She spun around and fell onto the laps of two of the men in the room. They tossed her on the floor and she stood up, stumbled around, then sat on a rickety wooden chair. Quickly they got her doped up on acid, crack, booze, pcp. Soon she was delirious and moaning about how she wanted to be beaten, how she wanted to die, how she wanted to be fucked and killed. She bent over her own chair, poured some booze over her ass and cunt and then started screaming "FUCK ME” over and over again, growing more and more hysterical each time. Laughing all the broken works of art mounted and fucked whatever hole they could find in their wild stupor pouring booze on her body. They would shoot their load on her back, sit back, get more fucked up and then come back and wait in line. She began to shout something else then, in an inhuman voice. "BEAT ME” over and over again until blows began to rain down upon her entire body. It seemed like that with each thrust she would take a blow to some part of her body. The cocaine was thick and the crew kept working, they kept fucking her before they realized that she was dead, and even when they did notice all they did was laugh and kept going. It wasn’t long before they were all lounging in their piss stained couch smoking cigarettes and sipping cheap Milwaukee’s Beast Ice. Harold the human ashtray walked in, hoisted the body over his shoulder, amidst cigarettes being put out on him, walked down stairs and fashioned a noose. He looped the rope around the woman’s neck and had her hanging from the ceiling. He made a few precise incisions, and invited the rest of the crew down, handing one of them a baseball bat. They would take a swing at the corpse, then pass the bat, then pass the whiskey bottle, then pass the joint, then pass the crackpipe. Organs and blood, intestines and kidneys, spilled out onto the floor. They screamed, beat the body violently until a direct blow was given to the head, the skull shattered and the rope slid off the corpse, brains, skull, flesh and blood slapping onto the floor at their feet. Antonio gathered up all the remnants in his bare hands, dumped them in a frying pan and cooked it over the barrel, eating the human waste until it was all gone, every last bit.
